Chapter 47

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Madam Wang instinctively sensed that this handsome man’s jaw was tightly clenched, his facial features sharp and cold.

At dawn the next day, Ouyang Ke ordered the Silver-Faced Ghost Asura guarding him to assemble, then began to patiently await the day of the Mount Hua Sword Debate.

“Mom, have Ling Feixin answer the phone.” On the other end, Wen Yanhui’s tone was displeased, ignoring Leng Siyun’s words and bluntly demanding Ling Feixin take the call.

Meanwhile, two other generals with their troops shifted northeastward. Along the way, squads of ghost-faced soldiers patrolled with messenger hawks scouting the surroundings, ready at any moment to lead the army around enemy forces.

Due to Bant’s unique location at a northeastern African cape, separated from Africa’s interior by volcanoes and deserts, this vast area is a barren wasteland—unwanted even if given away for free.

All Persian followers remained fanatical. Even though Shen Feng had left, this night was destined to be a sleepless one for the Persian capital.

“Mo Wen, what lies before you now is not a game, but a choice between life and death. Please be cautious...” Elder Huang furrowed his brow as he warned.

At this moment, Bai Qinting listened to Bai Shiheng gesturing wildly on the other side, unable to suppress a helpless, bitter smile.

“If you have the guts, let Yu Chengbing come out and talk to me! Don’t think I don’t know—the Yu Chengbing father and son I killed were never the real ones. Don’t assume everyone’s a fool...” Mo Wen sneered coldly.

“Swish, swish!” In this critical moment of life and death, Mo Wen certainly would not surrender. Poised to strike, he swung both hands in unison: his right conjuring a void world from the Soul Ring, his left wielding a talisman to seize fate, suddenly lunging toward Blood Soul Daoist.

That young lord in moon-white attire—isn’t he Young Master Liu Wu from the Northern Jing Prince’s Mansion? The “Fifth Brother” she calls must be Liu Min.

“Who exactly do you serve?” Wang Zhe’s voice was like the chilling breath seeping from a thousand-year ice cave, sending shivers down the spine.

Liang Ziyan still harbored some worry, especially after witnessing Nangong Yan’s poor condition.

Leader X, Cannon, fused with Z’s metallic tracks like a tank’s cannon, forming a new monstrous beast.

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I can’t exactly tell others that I spent the past year undercover for the police, mostly fighting and chasing girls.

According to the storyline, this is usually when a hero emerges to save the world—and sure enough, this moment was no exception.

“Seed machine gun!” The forest lizard opened its mouth, unleashing a dense spray of seeds, but Kokodora stood firm, using its steel-like body to block the attack, the clang of metal ringing out with barely a scratch—its defense was astonishingly strong.

Bloodied and mangled on his shoulder, the bleeding would not stop. Even if rushed to hospital now, Zhuzi would not survive.

“Who sings such an awful song? What idiot is it?” “My ears are about to explode.” Passersby on the street had already heard Satan’s terrifying voice and couldn’t help but complain.

Yun Ye glanced at his cultivation, early sixth-grade, with above-average talent. No wonder Luo Zheng had admitted him into the Huiqing Sect.

“Mighty and domineering, my Tang Tang.” Ji Yanmo was always so warm and indulgent before Lu Tangtang, as if he never had a temper.

The wind howled fiercely, raw energy blasting out with incredible force. Even Zhou Fei, witnessing this power, couldn’t help but be moved.

Hearing strange cries from street vendors, Jun Xin burst out laughing again, her joy evident.

Her clothes had all been taken out and carelessly tossed on the bed, while unfamiliar garments hung in the wardrobe.

Ji Xinliang returned to her room; the night was cold, the moonlight cold yet exceptionally bright.

Ji Xinliang stared at Xiao Yan for a long time, time seemingly frozen at that moment, before shaking her head resolutely: “There’s no way to reconcile with Ji Chang’an!” The final words were spoken with absolute finality.

Hua Shiyu gently embraced Li Jiaqi, patting her back softly, hoping to soothe her.

Regarding the Lin Guogong Mansion’s main branch, Xue Mingyu harbored even deeper hatred than Lin Nuannuan. Yet in recent days, Xue Mingyu occasionally inquired or deliberately steered conversations toward Lin Yuzhi—undeniably with intent.

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It was precisely because Xiao Zhe loved Ji Xinliang that she suffered so painfully at that time.

“Could it be that what was inside has already been taken?” Mu Yuzhen looked at the stone box, frowning.

However, when Li Shishen asked this question, Huo Lin was quite surprised, as she hadn’t expected Li Shishen to know about her past relationship with Li Shian.

Hearing these words, the blacksmith furrowed his brow deeply. After a long silence, he slowly looked up, forcing a bitter smile.

Trapped here for four or five minutes, mutated beasts and undead had surrounded them. The most troublesome was the high-level awakened corpse in the sky, on par with Ren Xiangrong at level seven, with the crucial ability of ice manipulation.

This tomb chamber was unlike the previous ones—obviously far more magnificent, with a cold jade coffin displayed prominently at its center.

Escape? He knew well that under such oppressive pressure, fleeing was nearly impossible. More than two minutes had passed since the replication ability was used; side effects would soon appear. Forget running, even surviving attacks until side effects emerged was doubtful.

Fortunately, it was after work hours, so this young master wouldn’t fuss with her. Had she spoken to him like this during work, he certainly wouldn’t have been so lenient.

Having sat on the dragon throne for a long time, he had endured countless cruel trials, becoming truly cold-blooded and adept at abandoning unnecessary emotions.

Standing atop the high platform overlooking the harbor, one could see countless fortunes flowing in and out ceaselessly.

Qi Feng sighed deeply: “Princess, there’s no need for this. I have long been deeply indebted to you, and now that your Dragon Transformation Pool is ruined, both morally and logically there is no reason for me to abandon you. On this voyage to the White Sea, I will surely give my all.”